Welcome to Not Like Normal People!

I give credit to this site to two things: twitter and an
innocent looking nine year-old girl.

First, the girl. Young Miss Angela has been honing the art
of sarcasm since before I met her when she was about four. We have always encouraged
attitude and insubordination in kids and Angela was a particularly fun kid to encourage.
This was much to her parents' dismay, of course, but they are generous and let
us visit her even though we are a bad influence.

They were visiting our house one day, and her younger
brother was keeping the parental units occupied and distracted from the ongoing
babble. During one sudden silence in the noise, the Marvelous Miss A looked at
us and deadpanned, "You're not like normal people!" Her mother's gasp
was audible…until we started laughing. I think her mom is probably still
chagrined at the imp's audacity.

Thing is, the kid nailed it.

A decade later, twitter came along. I am not sure what it is
about the format but it unleashed my inner snark. Oh my, did it ever. I have
some friends who encourage me to behave badly so it's not all my fault, but there
came a time when the snark, distractions and generally off-topic twittering started
to dominate – and it seemed like time to split up with myself.

…and Not Like Normal People was born.

What's going to happen here? Who the hell knows. I sure don't.

That’s weird, right? How could an experienced blogger launch a new blog in 2010
without a plan? Hell, without a business plan! Normal people would figure out a
game plan before launching a new blog.

But I'm not like normal people so all I
can promise is that it will be fun.

A heads-up if you are reading this from the office (not that
you would do that sort of thing). There will be some swearing, albeit largely
in languages from science fiction– your IT people will hate me less—and an
occasional NSFW image (labeled as such in title). I'm using a partial feed for
now, and will do my darndest to make sure that the feed does not contain any
content unacceptable to the uptight folks who sign your paychecks.